The first cause of all realms

Chapter 242 Dead! (first update)
call!
The autumn wind in the early morning was bitingly cold. The sound came with the wind and filled the courtyard, but it carried a strong masculine air, making everyone feel the heat wave hitting their faces.

Taking a closer look, a person appeared in the lobby at some point, appearing suddenly like a ghost, but without any abruptness or disobedience.

It was as if he was already there, was there, was supposed to be there.

The black martial robe moved with the wind, and his slender and lean body could be seen faintly. Although he was not tall, Zhao Guangsheng felt that the person in front of him was like a mountain, heavy and tall.

Looking straight at it, it seems like a goshawk soaring in the sky is looking down, with an amazing deterrent force that makes his hairs explode.

The unremarkable facial features, set off by the fiery strong aura, exudes a strange charm, which makes people unforgettable.

"Great master!"

Zhao Guangsheng's eyes shrank, and he couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up with a 'crash', and his slender five fingers tightly grasped the fluttering long sword, as if he was facing a formidable enemy:
"Who is Your Excellency?!"

"you?!"

Different from the horror and fear of Zhao Guangsheng and many masters of the Liansheng Sect outside the tea shop, Zhao Kun's eyes were wide open, full of shock and surprise.

Ignoring the two old guys, the visitor turned sideways, looked at Qin Si who was dressed in men's clothes, but was still recognizable at a glance, and smiled and said:

"Master Qin, long time no see."

"call!"

Qin Si let out a sigh of relief, and when she saw the person coming, she felt that everything was settled, her beautiful eyes flowed, and she bowed gracefully:

"Little sister has been hearing Brother Yang's name a lot lately!"

The separation seemed to be just a few months, but in her eyes, the changes in Yang Yu were enormous.

The innocence that once lingered between the brows was no longer there, and against the backdrop of surging blood, the whole person was full of vigor and masculinity.

The person who came was Yang prison.

Cuiminglou is worthy of being one of the few killer organizations in Longyuan Dao. Given the huge profits, the information is more detailed than the six doors.

Seeing the traces about Qin Si, he came in the starry night without any delay, and he was sweating like blood when the dragons and horses ran, so he could arrive in time.

Not only did he appear at the right time, but he also dismissed the two masters who were hiding in the dark.

With his current martial arts skills, if he does mental calculations or not, not to mention these scattered people, even elite seeds like Yu Fengxian and Qi Gang will suffer.

The martial arts of those two masters were not bad, but unfortunately, when he made a sudden attack, he couldn't block a single move, so he shattered his skull.

"Yang..."

Seeing that the person seemed to be familiar with Qin Si, Zhao Guangsheng's complexion was a little uneasy, and his heart trembled even more when he heard her say the word 'Brother Yang'.

Since he took over the task of 'inviting' Qin Si and Zhao Kun, he naturally knew the information about them before he came.

Those who are familiar with them and whose surname is Yang...

Dang bang~
Amid the sound of the sharp blade being unsheathed, Zhao Guangsheng took a few steps back to distance himself, his eyes full of fear and horror:
"You are Yang prison?!"

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

With the complete defeat of Changliu Mountain and the defeat of Xiao Zhan at Sirius Pass, Yang Jue's name has become famous in Qingzhou, and his limelight is almost the same!
No matter how uninformed the generation is, they must have heard of his name.

Let alone a pity teacher like Zhao Guangsheng?
"Yang Prison!"

Hearing this name, all the masters of Liansheng Sect who were about to move outside the tea shop also changed their expressions. Not only did they stop when they were approaching, they even took a few steps back.

Be it Ji Longshan or Xiao Zhan, these are all great figures who can be compared to Qi Longsheng, the chief helm of the Seven Houses of the Liansheng Sect.

How can they deal with such two famous masters who are trampled on by big figures?

"It's nothing more than a false name, the benefits have not yet been seen, but the injuries in this body are real."

Yang Yu smiled back.

He didn't even take a look at Zhao Guangsheng, who was like an enemy and kept asking questions.

"Brother Yang is injured?"

Qin Sixiu frowned slightly, and only then did she feel something:
"Poison injury, Gu worm, internal injury, muscle and bone injury, and deficiency of Qi and blood? It seems to be a bit troublesome..."

"It doesn't seem to be, it is indeed a bit troublesome."

Yang Yu said frankly.

Along the way, he also tried to expel the 'Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu' and the 'Sacrifice Seal', but unfortunately, these two are almost like gangrene, even he can only temporarily suppress them.

It is extremely difficult to get rid of it.

The two of them spoke a word without paying attention to themselves at all, and even discussed their injuries and troubles as if no one else was around.

Zhao Guangsheng felt his eyelids twitch when he saw it in his eyes, and there was no anger and unwillingness to be underestimated in his heart.

The current reputation and strength of the person in front of him is probably not weaker than that of his immediate superior, Qi Longsheng, and even more famous in terms of reputation alone.

"There is something wrong here, and I have to trouble everyone Qin."

The conversation between the two came to an end while everyone was watching. Immediately, Yang Jue looked at Zhao Guangsheng.

"Danger!"

With just one glance, Zhao Guangsheng's alarm bell was set off, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and its fur exploded.

During the years when he betrayed the Nanling Sword Sect, he had encountered countless masters, but he had never experienced such intense oppression and crisis.

It is true that this may be due to the fact that this person is so famous now, but this crisis cannot be wronged, the strength of this person far surpasses his own.

"Do you really want to be strong?"

There was a clank of an iron sword, and Zhao Guangsheng's pupils trembled as he stared fixedly at the person coming.

The Big Dipper Xuantian Sword he is proficient at is the best at seeing people's flaws, and then cutting through their flaws with the most lightning speed, so in these years, when he fights with people, he can always achieve the effect of defeating the strong with the weak.

But at this time, Yang Ju came slowly, his martial robes fluttering with the wind, he didn't seem like a well-known young master, but more like a scholar on a green trip, a nobleman admiring flowers.

Slow and casual.

It seems that the whole body is full of flaws, but it is almost impossible to make a move.

Several times, he wanted to draw his sword and slash, but he stopped at the last moment. He didn't know whether the flaws all over his body were real or not, but every time he wanted to make a move, he felt a chill in his heart.

"This kid..."

Zhao Kun's heart was trembling.

He could clearly see that Zhao Guangsheng's blood was churning, his muscles and bones were cracking, but he just didn't make a move.

can not?
Still dare not?

Tick ​​tock!

Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead and fell to the floor, falling apart.

Time seemed to be slowing down at this moment, and needles could be heard all around suddenly. The quiet Zhao Guangsheng could almost hear the sound of his heart beating violently due to the rush of blood.

Boom boom boom!
The heartbeat became more and more violent and louder.

At a certain moment, Zhao Guangsheng felt that his heart was going to explode, and the boiling blood gushed out from his mouth, turning into the sound of thunder:
"kill!"

The sound wave was like thunder, shaking the whole tea shop, and the dust, along with the tables, chairs, tableware, wine and vegetables, rolled and flew out under the turbulent airflow!
The sword was like a thunderbolt, and when it passed by in a flash, it set off an even more terrifying cold current.

In just an instant, the light of the sword filled the entire tea shop. This sword, like the Big Dipper star in the night sky, slowly turned and sprinkled endless starlight.

One sword, like hundreds of thousands of swords, pierced all the flaws he saw in his eyes.

If you don't know which flaw is true, then take all of them as true!
call!
The sword light was like a tide, instantly submerging Yang Yu in it.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Kun's wrists tightened, and Qin Si was even a little nervous. Even if he knew what he had done recently, he knew that he was not what he used to be.

But seeing him being so big, I still couldn't help worrying.

But this worry only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared completely with the crisp sound of gold and iron.

Whoosh!

While the sword wind was whistling, Warden Yang stood upright and stopped the oncoming sword forest and sword tide with just the palm of one hand!
"impossible!"

Zhao Guangsheng's heart was shaking.

The distance between the two of them was so close that he couldn't see that the white and slender palm had no knuckles and gloves, but he completely ignored his sword light, Gang Feng, which could cut gold and jade.

"Whether it's the wind or the light of the sword, as expected, when it touches the palm, it can be included in the 'mustard seed in the palm', but unfortunately, the sword in its hand can't..."

Walking in the wind of swords and waves of swords, Yang Ju's mind was racing, trying different uses of the 'mustard in the palm' against the enemy.

His blood energy was calm, and he didn't activate it vigorously.

It's not that he underestimated Zhao Guangsheng, but because he has the Hundred Poisons Golden Silkworm Gu and the Sacrifice Seal, his blood will be melted when his blood boils.

but……

when!
Although the shock in Zhao Guangsheng's heart was only for a moment, Yang Jue has so much experience in dealing with the enemy, he grasped this moment precisely, and slapped it down with a palm, accumulating a lot of sword light and strong wind, and slapped it all at once.

boom!
The sword light all over the sky collapsed in an instant.

Zhao Guangsheng felt his jaw go numb, and the huge force spread out. In just a moment, his whole arm seemed to be cut into pieces by thousands of knives, and the blood, bone and flesh fell off in an instant.

"what!"

With a scream, Zhao Guangsheng fell and smashed the wall behind him.

"grown ups!"

Many masters of the Liansheng Sect also saw this step, they were frightened and furious, and immediately dispersed in a rush, about to run away.

"How dare you!"

Zhao Guangsheng had no way to stop Zhao Guangsheng from vomiting blood. He could only take a few steps back while clutching his broken arm, his voice hoarse:
"As a head catcher of the Six Gates, you have intersected with the thieves of the 'Jade Dragon Temple'. This is a crime of treason!! If you kill me today, the news will spread all over the world tomorrow!"

"nonsense!"

Seeing him tell the secret, Zhao Kun was frightened and furious, shaking his sword and wanting to chase after him, but how could it match Yang Jue's actions?

call!
His foot was only a little bit, and he was already moving with the wind, and he caught up with Zhao Guangsheng, who was retreating violently, his eyes widened and he roared angrily.

Yang Ju flicked his fingers, and under the burst of strength, he pierced through the strong wind and hit him on the center of his eyebrows.

laugh!
The finger is as strong as a sword, piercing through his skull, and the blood is splashed red, and he has lost his breath.

Immediately, he glanced at the other fleeing people, and with a thought, the living dead lurking in the dark had already been killed.

After being slightly distracted, Yang Ju turned around and looked at the people in the teahouse.

"Jade Dragon Temple?"

Not only Zhao Kun, Qin Si's face also turned pale.

To this day, Jade Dragon Temple is still at the top of the list of killings of the six sects, not to mention their direct descendants, even a maid, can be worth half of the great merit.

"Brother Yang..."

Qin Si took a deep breath and wanted to say something.

Yang Jue smiled:

"No life."

　Today, I am also rushing to work hard!

　
(End of this chapter)